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Woulda… Coulda? The Power of Words

I pick you up. Not physically.  We laugh, well, we laugh out loud, like the kids say. I pick you up IN MY CAR; I say so as not to repeat the same joke.

Where we go? Wherever the hell we want! We watch a concert again. Or a ballet on ice. A movie, something fun. Like a superhero blockbuster or something romantic. Doesn’t matter anyway, right?

Or something completely different and new that we could never do before. How about… sky diving? Oh gosh, I’ve always wanted to do that. Maybe bungee jumping? But both of those have had their  fair share of slip-ups, so it makes me a little nervous.

We talk about ourselves, each other, our lives. You cut me off each time and I get upset. Oh wait, you know I hate that and you’re doing it on purpose. I get it.

We go for a walk. Where? Who gives a shit?! It can be wherever we want it to be. Tonight (did I mention that it is night?) we are on the beach. There is a big ship, some foreign vessel, on the calm water. It is moving, but there is no wind spoiling the night. The city lights twinkle in the distance. It is a perfect night, in every way. If only it were real.

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A friend suggested that I do this to get over an ex: he said, why don’t you do what you do best, Write! Write about dates that you would have had with said person. In that way I would discover things about myself and keep up the momentum of the process of moving on.

Has it worked? Who knows? As usual, I certainly don’t.  I thought that this would rehash the bad times and leave me stuck in the past. However, it reminded me of the good that we had. Where it will go from here is anyones guess. I suggest that my fellow daters try it. A very interesting exercise that could work for you. It could also go spectacularly wrong. Either way it will go somewhere.  Try it. Good luck my fellow bloggeroos.

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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Another Date – La Di Da

Two, to be exact. This past week alone I got promiscuous, but only in one sense. Yes, I have found my momentum again and this dater is back in the game. Two productive dates and once again, I have learned new things about myself through them.

One, Oprah aint got nothin’ on me! I am really improving on my conversation skills. Dewey was my first one. We had tea and a plum. No euphemism there. We sat under a tree and spoke and spoke. He is shy, even admitted to it. But after that hour I couldn’t shut him up. We went from life goals to love to romance to everything else in-between. When things got awkward, I had to jump in with a question and things went smoothly after that. I don’t know how we interviewers do it. Even though I have known him for a about two years, our conversation flowed and was so spontaneous.

Until he went quiet and stared at me. That awkward moment.

The second thing I learned is how much about myself I never really knew at all, or had forgotten. Once you really engage with someone, sit down and take in what they are saying; when you are fully present and can be conscious in their space and share that space, then you will really learn who you are. My second date this week was with The Shark. It too was pleasant and whimsical. Unfortunately there were no flying leaves, hot cocoa, and twirls. No, we just sat and spoke, but it was Autumn Awesome! As he spoke about his shit, so mine came pouring out. Now there is an image I wish I had thought over, maybe peer reviewed. Oh well.

We shared chips and drank some Oros. I got a little nervous as I thought later about what else I have to talk about as these dates go on. “How do I remain fresh and edgy?” asked the voice in my head which sounded like a model trying to hang on to the “heroin chic” look of the 90’s. This was not the first time that I have asked myself this question. Except this time the answer was not “more heroin and eyeliner.” The trick, according to me, is to stay relevant. Simple? Not always.

Going back to point one; reaching into the recesses of one’s mind may be easy when intoxicated, but I was neither drunk nor looking to lose anything. So everything I was saying was making sense and had to make sense to the other (also sober) people.
They were good dates, things were learned, laughs were had and I left rejuvenated and ready to keep meeting new and interesting people.

A quick update: the Tswana Queen has decreed that the number of dates which may be people you know personally may not exceed five. In which case I am screwed, and have to head back to that friggin drawing board.

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

100 Dates Stalled

So it looks like this dater and blogger has hit a speed bump. My intention was to write a post after my previous date with Lane, a beautiful young lady whom I asked out for coffee and a peach. She of course agreed and we had a splendid time. The problem was that I arrived late and we were also interrupted by Angel, another new entrant to the blogging world and a potential next date. He called me into a meeting and then I had to leave for booty camp. Talk about busy for all the wrong reasons. Needless to say I was not impressed. Neither was Lane. In fact, she may still be sitting on that bench waiting for me to return like a war wife. I asked her out again and she was gracious as ever and readily agreed. Making time for these are hard! I’ve only had a handful and only with people I know>. This was my intention when embarking on the challenge, but even so, I must reiterate how exhausted I am at this point. But alas, I encourage all daters to not give up hope. Keep pushing and before you know it I will be giving the endless wedding speech. For now, I hope that everyone is still enjoying the challenge and increasing that circle of friendship.

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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3rd Date… And a New Recruit

The word is spreading. On Friday, a new member to the 100 Dates Challenge joined the ranks. The Shark, as he shall be called, heard about the challenge and he like it. And even wants to start his very own blog about it. So I look forward to updates from him.

In other news, I had another date. A threesome, no less. Never one, or three, to do things by half measures, I embarked on a walkabout with Tswana and jolyndotme.wordpress.com, as she shall henceforth be named. Tswana bought me a beaded necklace and jolyndotme.wordpress.com got a purple armband. It was later over chips and juice that we asked, “Hey, does this count as a date?” YES it did. Strike two and three! Booyah.
This got me thinking: are the best dates not ones with people you already know? Who really enjoys the anticipation of a blind date? All that pressure to look and be a certain way. As one who does not care all that much about the way I look, this has never boded well for me. Blind dates should be scrapped from all of societal thinking. Please. Or friends should screen them first. That way you get an idea of who the person is and it won’t feel like the very first date. I know, I know. Another stroke of genius. Save the thanks for the wedding speech.

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

100 Dates Update

My friends and readers, I am tired. I have been on one date and I am already exhausted with the process. I don’t know how you people do it. I, on the other hand, had the best actual date with my better half. Looking at my photos, you know that anything other than me will be better. Let me keep that one to myself, and tell you about Bienkie’s date.

She went to see a friend who she had not seen in ages and they had tea. She was not sure on the rules and I had to assure her, that it was totally a date. And it was awesome apparently. This is the idea of the challenge. Even Bienkie, who also has a significant other, can enjoy the challenge without it being considered cheating. This is of course the trick, and many could use this as an excuse to cheat. These people are not allowed to join in. Thank you very munch.

Tswana has not had another date in a while, so I may need to swoop in and be the valiant prince that I am. Next on the agenda: Queen Galaktika. Sidebar: how creative am I with the pseudonyms? I am impressing myself more and more. Have you gone on a date yet? What are you waiting for?!

 

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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